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But Lin Hao stayed in the emperor for such a long time, but he didn't hear a person come to report the situation in the forest. Maybe he had been captured by monsters quietly, and the front line behind him had been attacked.

If the first front is broken at the moment, I'm afraid it will not be reinforcements, but the two ends of the monster.

Lin Hao didn't dare to think about it. He quickly scattered his soul power and searched for the monster in the forest with his maximum exploration scope.

Although he was careful enough this time, he still didn't find the smell of this monster, no matter the trace left after the attack or the trace of running forward.

The forest was empty, as if all this was just his illusion. There were no monsters or corpses.

Is it magic?

Lin Hao thought of Yuejian's death underground. In the underground castle, people couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion. He shivered and fell carefully from the tree, touching the body on the ground.

Human skin has already become extremely cold, the original soft skin is as stiff as a stone, the color is full of bluish white, coupled with the dim vision of the forest, if you inadvertently look at him, you will be scared out of your wits.

The white cocoon silk on his body was not as hard as Lin Hao thought, and the texture was slippery and soft, which could not bind people at all. On the contrary, he soaked the corpses with oil and let him touch the water.

Lin Hao walked around again, trying to find the trace of the monster from these corpses. No matter how he turned and searched, there was only human breath in this place.

In this case, he did not intend to waste time in this place. He immediately mobilized his spiritual power and planned to return to the emperor and tell him what happened here.

This move, Lin Hao suddenly noticed a little bit wrong, eyes once again swept around his body, slowly beat a shiver, the body also stood in place.

These corpses were originally in different shapes, stacked in different directions, making it difficult for people to find a place for their feet, for fear of stepping on the corpse.

I don't know when, but these corpses turned their heads, their white eyes fixed on him, their mouths closed tightly, and their bodies were closer to him than before, and they even touched his back when they raised their hands.

Lin Hao did not dare to move. His body was stiff and stood in the same place. His eyes slowly swept over the corpses one by one, and his soul power naturally came out and carefully covered the corpses.

But this time, what he explored was not the breath, but the soft white cocoons tied to the corpse. Sure enough, although the thing was not impressive, there was a faint flow of vitality and spiritual power of living creatures. It was just too small, just like ants, which was hard to detect.

He pulled out the sword at his waist, cut the white cocoon silk directly, picked up the thing and looked at it carefully.

Ming Ming, when Lin Hao was walking back and forth, those soft white cocoons didn't move. Now they broke it. Instead, they moved slowly like snakes, trying to jump on Lin Hao.

He carefully took a soft white cocoon with thick hair and put it on the body beside him to see what the other side would do.